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Song Jin met the third princess at the gate of Chaowu Palace.

Yilan bowed respectfully: "I have met the Third Princess."

"Yeah." Xu Mu raised his chin, "Who is this?"

Yilan hesitated for a moment and said, "Princess, it's the Seventh Prince's fiancée, Miss Song Jin."

Song Jin knelt and saluted: "Hello, Princess."

With her brows lowered, she recalled what happened to the third princess in her previous life.

She died in a palace coup initiated by Xu Nanheng.

The Seventh Prince and the Crown Prince have always been at odds with each other. Xu Muqing is the Crown Prince's sister, so naturally she sides with her brother.

He didn't have a good face towards his fiancée Song Jin.

"Fiancée?" She gave an ambiguous smile and looked him up and down, "Where are you going, Miss Song?"

"In reply to the princess, I am going to the Seventh Prince's Palace."

Xu Muqing had heard about Xu Nanheng's serious injury, and it was because of this that he met her at the door.

Thinking of this, she smiled faintly: "What a coincidence, this princess also wants to visit the seventh brother, Miss Song, please come with me."

He then pulled her away.

"Aunt Yilan, go back and tell our mother that I'm taking Miss Song away with me."

Yilan told Cui Yuying her words truthfully.

Cui Yuhuai was concentrating on the chess game. When she heard the voice, she just raised her pretty eyebrows and said with a smile: "I didn't know that Qingqing and the Seventh Prince have such a good relationship? Miss Song will be punished if she goes with her."

The third princess is a well-known brother-con. She will not be nice to anyone who is not on good terms with the crown prince.

As the seventh prince's fiancée, Song Jin would be no exception.

The person on the other side was unmoved.

She slowly put down a piece and teased him intentionally: "Fuji, she is the one you brought back, aren't you worried?"

Cui Huaiji raised his eyelids slightly and ruthlessly killed her white chess piece, "My queen, I'm grateful for your help."

Cui Yuyao lowered her head. The situation that had been able to be turned around was instantly ruined by him.

She laughed angrily: "Why, you won't let me say it? You don't show any mercy at all."

"No more rain! Yilan, tell them to withdraw."

Yilan lowered her head and asked someone to take the chessboard away.

Cui Huaiji glanced at him without any surprise.

Cui Yuhuai saw his hypocritical attitude and laughed at him rudely: "If you want to leave, go ahead. If you are late, your young lady will be bullied."

*

In the three princesses' carriage.

Song Jin looked at the Third Princess who had been staring at him since she left the palace, and subconsciously touched his face. There was no dirt on it, right?

She couldn't help but ask, "Princess, why do you keep staring at me?"

Xu Muqing looked away as if nothing had happened, and asked without thinking, "What does Miss Song like about Xu Nanheng?"

Wh, what?

Song Jin was stunned by her question.

Looking back on her past life, she seemed to have fallen in love with Xu Nanheng at first sight.

It's ridiculous to say that this is a plot that only a script would dare to write, but one day she would actually fall in love with someone at first sight.

So why did I fall in love with him? Maybe it was because...

"Is he good-looking?" Song Jin asked uncertainly.

Xu Muqing: “…”

The corners of his mouth twitched, and he couldn't refute this answer.

But looking at Sheng'an, there are countless good-looking people, so this reason seems a bit far-fetched to her.

She murmured quietly, "Does it look good? It's not even one ten-thousandth as good as my uncle's."

Song Jin didn't hear clearly: "What did the princess say?"

"No, nothing."

She reached out to lift the car curtain, and with the corner of her eyes she glanced at that face that was so beautiful that one could not look away, and she couldn't help feeling a little regretful.

"Ms. Song, I advise you not to be the prince's consort."

She couldn't bear to let such a beauty die in the quagmire.

Song Jin smiled but said nothing.

No one wanted to be the prince's consort more than she did.

*

"Her Royal Highness the Princess has arrived. I am sorry for not welcoming you in person!"

The chief eunuch of the Seventh Prince's Mansion walked forward flatteringly, and swept his snobbish eyes over the simply dressed Song Jin, completely ignoring her existence.

Xu Muqing waved her hands in disgust: "Stay away from this princess!"

The Third Princess disliked the Seventh Prince, and everyone in Sheng'an knew it. Even the servants in the Seventh Prince's mansion were disliked by her.

The eunuch of the general government still had a flattering smile on his face: "Yes, yes, yes."

Standing further away, he spoke again: "I wonder why the Third Princess came here?"

Xu Muxi's brows relaxed a little, and he waved to Song Jin to come forward, smiling with interest: "I met my future seventh sister-in-law on the way. Thinking that my seventh brother was seriously injured and bedridden, I brought my sister-in-law to visit him."

"This……"

The eunuch of the palace finally noticed the young lady beside the third princess. A hint of hesitation flashed across his face, and then he smiled apologetically: "Third princess, His Highness drank the medicine earlier and has fallen asleep. How about you come back another day?"

There was no mention of Song Jin, his fiancée.

It seemed as if he looked down on her, a young lady from a merchant family.

Song Jin didn't say anything, but the third princess refused to give in and had an angry look on her face.

"How dare you! I clearly saw Yang Chaoxue coming in. How come she can see the Seventh Brother but not me, the Princess's younger sister?"

The chief eunuch was sweating profusely: "No, no..."

"Then get out of my way!" Xu Muqing said firmly. She waved her hand and ordered someone to push him away. She took Song Jinchao and walked towards Xu Nanheng's yard. "My future seventh sister-in-law, I will take you to see my seventh brother."

Song Jin's eyes swept over the hands that were clasped in the crook of his arm, and the smile on his lips faded a little.

Why did she feel that she was being used by the third princess?

*

Xu Muqing deliberately did not let anyone pass the message.

She knew that Yang Chaoxue was there too, and she rushed over just to catch the adulterer in front of her fiancée Song Jin.

She slowed down her pace, her delicate face was faintly pink, and her eyes were filled with a hint of excitement that was barely visible.

"Miss Song, do you want me to call you Seventh Sister-in-law or your name?"

Song Jin said without hesitation: "Princess, just call me Song Jin."

She saw a flash of light in Xu Muqi's eyes, and he was obviously satisfied with this answer.

After passing through a moon-shaped gate, you can see two people cuddling each other in the courtyard from a distance.

The two of them showed true affection on their faces, as if they were a pair of separated lovebirds.

Xu Muqing looked forward to her reaction with great interest.

Song Jin stared straight ahead, his eyes becoming increasingly gloomy.

This result was expected.

Xu Muqing was disappointed to see her calm reaction, as he had thought he was going to see a good show.

Clearing her throat, she swaggered in and led the group in.

"Hey, I wonder who's in there. The people below are blind and won't let her in. It turns out to be Miss Yang!"

The two people who were hugging each other retreated in a panic.

Xu Nanheng took a deep breath and immediately came up with a plan in his mind, "The Third Princess is here..."

The smile stopped abruptly.

He saw Song Jin.

Song Jin looked at him calmly, then slowly looked at Yang Chaoxue beside him.

His heart skipped a beat and he panicked: "Jinjin?"

Then he showed a look of surprise.

"It's really you, Jinjin! I sent someone to Qingzhou to pick you up a few days ago, but who knew you'd come first."

She smiled gently: "It was the Marquis who brought me here."

Then he looked at Yang Chaoxue who was standing aside in silence, and his smile became even bigger: "Your Highness, this is..."

Xu Nanheng opened his mouth to explain.

"This one——"

Xu Muxi pulled her over and introduced her with a smile: "This is the daughter of the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, Yang Chaoxue. I heard that the seventh prince and Miss Yang are childhood sweethearts. I'm not saying, seventh prince, how come we don't know about your childhood sweetheart?"

Yes, few people knew that Yang Chaoxue and Xu Nanheng were childhood sweethearts. Yang Chaoxue came to visit quietly today. If Xu Muqing had not had a conflict with her and sent someone to keep an eye on her, she would not have been discovered.

Song Jin vaguely understood her intention and looked dejected: "Your Highness told me before that you had nothing to do with Miss Yang, but just now the Third Princess and I saw the two of you hugging each other..."

Yang Chaoxue, who had been silent for a long time, raised her eyelids and smiled softly, "Miss Song, I misunderstood. I haven't seen Your Highness for several months. I was so excited that I forgot my manners. I'm sorry."

"I forgot my limits in the excitement..." Xu Muqing looked at her with a sinister look, "You forgot your limits with your Seventh Brother right now, and you also forgot your limits with your Crown Prince a few days ago?"

I noticed that Xu Nanheng was looking at me with suspicion.

Yang Chaoxue showed no sign of panic, but a hint of hurt appeared in her eyes: "Is the princess still blaming me? I have already explained to the prince that the princess did not mean it. If the princess still hates me, I have nothing to say."

"you!"

Why does it act like she's being unreasonable?

It was obvious that Yang Chaoxue deliberately provoked her, which caused her to accidentally knock over the tray and let the broken pieces scratch Yang Chaoxue. How did she become wrong?

Did the Crown Prince lose his mind because of her?

Yang Chaoxue bowed slightly, her slender body swaying like a willow in the wind: "Since the Third Princess and Miss Song are here, Chaoxue will leave first."

In the first round of confrontation, the opponent was gentle and had no intention of arguing.

Song Jin nodded in return.

There is no need to rush. There will be plenty of time to make up for your past lives in the future.

However, Xu Muqing was tricked and angrily shouted that he would go back to ask the empress to make the decision for her.

Only Song Jin and Xu Nanheng were left in the yard.

Xu Nanheng asked her to sit down and offered to pour tea: "When did you arrive at Sheng'an? It's my fault that I was injured and couldn't bring you here in person."

"It will arrive today," Song Jin glanced at the steaming tea and did not move, "Your Highness is injured, so it's better not to move."

Xu Nanheng paused and smiled awkwardly.

The atmosphere fell into a subtle silence.

After a long while, Song Jin broke the silence and looked up at him: "Your Highness, don't you want to ask why I came here first?"

"I..." Xu Nanheng was anxious, feeling Song Jin's alienation towards him. He wanted to say something but was afraid that being too eager would push him away. "Jin Jin, do you have any misunderstandings about me?"

Song Jin remained silent.

"Since you came back from the Bodhi Temple, I can feel that you are deliberately distancing yourself from me. Did someone whisper something in your ear?"

The handsome man's eyes were filled with anxiety, and his expression was full of uneasiness about her cold attitude.

She stared into the other person's eyes.

The place is filled with her appearance, as if he really loves her.

Song Jin felt a pain in his heart.

She could not forget the heart-piercing pain of having her heart pierced by a sharp arrow, the mountains of corpses in Qingzhou City, and even more so, she could not forget how he ascended to the throne by relying on the power of the Song family.

Everything he does now is hypocritical, he is just after the Song family's property!

Pulling herself away from her chaotic thoughts, Song Jin stared into his eyes without blinking: "No one said anything to me, I just suddenly felt that I was not worthy of His Highness. I am a merchant girl, and I am indeed marrying up to His Highness."

These are the most common words Song Jin has heard since coming to Sheng'an.

People in the market were accusing her of being tasteless and trying to climb up the social ladder, saying that she was trying to climb up the tree like a sparrow.

Xu Nanheng had never cared about her, so how could he know what other people thought of her.

"Nonsense, I won't allow Jin Jin to belittle herself like this. From now on, you are not allowed to talk about whether I am worthy or not. My Jin Jin, in my opinion, Jin Jin is the best."

"……Um."

Look, what a eloquent mouth he has, which girl would not be moved by it.

Song Jin laughed at himself silently, but his heart turned cold.